hiding from the rain
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
division of reality is straying away from it
its performative
you cannot feed someone truth
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i want to do that too
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
not their contents
have you read
propensity within someone
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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